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Ferguson Burnier and Charles Rodney raised their glasses, but Gracie Bartholomew did not move.

Ferguson Bunir looked at Gracie Barsaromu in confusion. They were all old friends for many years, but at this moment, Ferguson Bunir realized that he could not understand Gracie Barsaromu. Gracie Bartholomew has never been a silent person, but today, he didn't say a word.

What are you thinking about? Charles Rodney also felt confused. What Gracie Bartholomew did was really confusing.

Gracie Bartholomew didn't say a word, just looked at the watch in his hand quietly. Gracie Bartholomew seemed to be waiting for something.

Ferguson Burnier felt bad in his heart, and Charles Rodney also felt very uncomfortable. His body was numb, as if hundreds of ants were crawling over his body. Charles Rodney felt that this was an illusion, but this illusion became more and more real.

Ferguson Burnier kept scratching his skin, and only then did Charles Rodney realize that he was not in an illusion. But it was really itchy. Charles Rodney kept scratching his palms with his hands, and the itching feeling did not ease because of his scratching. Instead, it became more and more itchy.

Charles Rodney's hand grabbed faster and faster, the skin on his hand was torn off, and he even continued to grab it. Charles Rodney kept scratching, and his hands were all bloody, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Ferguson Bunier's condition was also very bad. He kept scratching and accidentally got blood on his face. Ferguson Bunier felt that his face became extremely itchy and he kept scratching himself. s face. Ferguson Burnier tore the skin off his face.

Gracie Bartholomew watched gracefully as Ferguson Burnier and Charles Rodney mutilated themselves. Gracie Bartholomew was lying on the chair, shaking the champagne glass in her right hand, with a playful look in her eyes.

Ferguson Burnier grabbed his face and fell to the ground.

Charles Rodney gripped the tabletop of the round table, his fingers digging into the wood. Just to endure the itching feeling and let myself persevere. Gracie Bartholomew, what exactly did you do to us? Why did you do this!

Gracie Bartholomew took a sip of champagne, enjoying the feeling of the champagne passing through her throat. Then he said to Charles Rodney: You have too many questions! Let me answer you one by one!

I didn't do anything to you, I just gave you a little poison. Gracie Bartholomew smiled and said: It's not a fatal poison, just some itchy poison.

Charles Rodney grabbed the table with his hands, leaving deep claw marks on the table, and said angrily: When did you poison me? Was it in the champagne?

Gracie Bartholomew shook his index finger, and then said: No, no, no! I put the poison on the wine glass. As long as you hold the wine glass with your hands, you will be poisoned.

Gracie Bartholomew suddenly remembered something, and pretended to be kind and said to Charles Rodney: I forgot to tell you that this poison is not fatal in a short period of time. If you don't continue to scratch the itch, the poison will kill you quickly. It stays in your heart. The virus will quickly cause your heart to beat abnormally and eventually lead to a painful death.

Do you feel the pain in your heart? Gracie Bartholomew smiled jokingly.

Charles Rodney fell to the ground in pain, knelt on one knee, and asked: Why. Gracie Bartholomew, why did you do this? Aren't we friends? We have been working together for another seven or eight years. ,Why?

Gracie Bartholomew smiled and said: Why? For fun! Are you satisfied with this answer? Or should I tell you that I will occupy Ill Town alone?

Is that so? Charles Rodney, tell me, are you willing to believe me? Gracie Bartholomew was still laughing, as if he was laughing at the ignorance of Ferguson Bunir and Charles Rodney.

Ferguson Bunir climbed up and asked: Gracie Bartholomew, do you just want Ill Town? Okay! I'll give it to you, give me the antidote, I don't want to die! Please, give it to me quickly Antidote!”

Ferguson Bunir stretched out his hand, wanting to get the antidote from Gracie Bartholomew.

Gracie Barsaromu laughed heartily and said: I can get Ir Town even if you die, why do I need you to live? Your living will only make me feel insecure. So! Ferguson Bu Neil, you’d better go to hell! Consider this my old friend’s last request!”

Ferguson Bunir understood that Gracie Bartholomew wanted to kill him and had no intention of letting him go. Charles Rodney also heard that Gracie Bartholomew was just teasing them now.

Ferguson Bunir and Charles Rodney looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes. Since neither of them could survive, they would die together. Ferguson Bunier and Charles Rodney rushed towards Gracie Barsaromu. Ferguson Bunier was itchy all over his body and his strength was greatly reduced. In order to control Gracie Barsaromu, he pounced. Go up.

However, Ferguson Bunier's movements were too large, and he was dexterously dodged by Ferguson Bunier.

Charles Rodney took this opportunity and rushed forward, but was kicked away by Gracie Bartholomew. When Charles Rodney flew out, he spilled his blood on Gracie Bartholomew's body.

Charles Rodney got up from the ground and said with a smile: 'Gracie Bartholomew, now you are also poisoned. If you want to live, just honestly take out the antidote! ’

Gracie Bartholomew still laughed. He only felt the stupidity of Ferguson Bunir and Charles Rodney. Since I dare to use this poison, it means that I am not afraid of this poison. Your poisonous blood is meaningless to me.

Ferguson Burnier and Charles Rodney, are you ready? I'm going to take action!

After Gracie Barsaromu said that, he took action against the two of them. Gracie Barsaromu's movements were so fast that neither Ferguson Bunir nor Charles Rodney could react. Charles Rodney couldn’t believe that Gracie Bartholomew had such strength. He thought he knew Gracie Bartholomew very well, but today, he discovered that he didn’t know Gracie Bartholomew at all. .

Ferguson Bunir still wanted to get up and take action, but the itching on his body made him curl up in pain and keep scratching.

Gracie Bartholomew walked up to the two of them, shook his head, looked at the watch in his hand, and said: Unfortunately, the time has come! Die in peace! Of course, if you open your eyes wide and want to watch It’s not that I can’t do it, but! You can only look at me like this!”

Ferguson Burnier grabbed his own body and died in pain. Charles Rodney used his perseverance to grab Gracie Bartholomew's trouser legs and made a final struggle. In the end, Gracie Bartholomew kicked his hand away. .

Gracie Bartholomew put away the benefits. He didn't have any good impressions of the two corpses. He had had enough of the hypocrisy and subterfuge over the years. This year's humiliation made Gracie Bartholomew come up with this method to execute the two of them.

Gracie Bartholomew took out the BS machine, and then respectfully replied to the other end of the BS machine: Sir, everything is settled!

Yes! Ferguson Burnier and Charles Rodney are both dead.

As for the experiment, it has been completed. The experiment in Wuge Village was very successful.

Sir, do we need to give up Ir Town? This town is not bad. Keeping it will help us a lot!

Have you given it to Gomez? I will obey the arrangement!

Okay! Sir, I'll go back right away.

Gracie Bartholomew put away the BS machine and walked out of the villa. Behind him was a group of people, all of whom were his personal guards. He has been hiding in the shadows in Er Town for these years, but today is the first time he has shown up.

Let's go! We are going to meet up with that crazy woman. Give up everything here, take what you can take away, and destroy everything you can't take away. You only have half an hour. Take action!

After Gracie Bartholomew finished speaking, he left alone, leaving his personal guards behind to do the finishing work.

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Rebana walked into the villa of the Presbyterian Church. Strangely, he did not encounter any resistance. The place was as quiet as a tomb.

Rebana asked about the smell of blood, walked to the conference room, and saw two corpses. Pullman Balk's men followed Rebanna and took a step back in surprise when they saw the two scarred corpses.

Rebana looked at him and asked, What's wrong? Have you never seen a dead person?

He shook his head and said: I have seen dead people before, but this is the first time I have seen such a situation. There is not even a complete piece of skin on his body.

This is a kind of poison. You'd better not come into contact with their blood, otherwise, you will end up like this. After Rebana finished speaking, everyone present took a few steps back, not daring to come forward.

Who is this? Rebana asked the people who were retreating.

A bolder person took a step forward and looked twice, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Who is he? Rebanna was a little impatient!

They are the two presidents of the Presbyterian Council of the Bounty Hunter Guild in Ile Town. The body on the left is the great elder, Charles Rodney, while the one on the right is the third elder, Ferguson Burnier.

Rebana turned to the speaker and said, How many elders are there in the Presbyterian Church?

There are three elders in Ill Town. In addition to the first elder Charles Rodney and the third elder Ferguson Bunir who died here, there is also a second elder Gracie Barsaromu.

Separately search, maybe you can find traces of Second Elder Gracie Barsaromu nearby.

Rebanna was unaware of what was going on within the Presbyterian Church, dooming their efforts to be in vain.

Rebana did not collect the corpses of the elders, but used a fire to burn the corpses into a pile of charcoal. There is poison in the blood of the elders. This poison is very disgusting and will catch you if you are careful. The best way is to use fire to purify everything.

The people who went out to search all came back and found no trace of the second elder. Rebanna used his perception in his mind to explore the surrounding situation and roughly knew what was going on.

They are really a group of profit animals. After Rebana said, he led the people away.

Pullman Balk lay on the hospital bed and listened to what Rebanna said to him. Pullman Balk was also surprised. He couldn't figure out who killed the Presbyterian.

Who else could it be? At this meeting of the Presbyterian Council, all three elders came, and the bodies of the first elder and the third elder were found, but the body of the second elder was not found. Is it necessary to guess the murderer?

Pullman Balk shook his head, looked at the scenery outside the window and said: You don't understand, Rebanna, the relationship between the Presbyterian Church is very good, good ones are like brothers, they will not kill each other. Very There may be someone else secretly in El Town who can quietly destroy the Presbyterian Church. This is a force that cannot be underestimated.

Rebana already knew everything through his perception. He just smiled at Pullman Balk's worries and did not continue to explain.

Okay! Just think you're right! What are your plans in the future?

What's your plan? I don't understand what you're talking about? Pullman Balk was a little confused.

Rebana explained: The Presbyterian Church was completely wiped out and the Bounty Hunter Association was crippled. Do you think Gomez's people would give up such a good opportunity? As bandits and a notorious group of thieves, they would give up this robbery. Any chance at Irtown?”

Pullman Balk understood immediately when Rebanna mentioned this, and wanted to organize and arrange defense against the thieves group, but as soon as he moved, his body was in severe pain.

You can't continue with a body like yours. Just lie down! A voice suddenly floated in from outside the door.

Rebanna looked at the door. The person coming was Moore Max. Moore Max's health was much better, at least much better than Pullman Balk.

Pullman Balk's eyes were moist. The president he thought was dead actually came back to life. President!

Have a good rest! After Moore Max said this, he invited Rebana to chat outside.

Thank you very much! Mr. Rebana, without you, Ill Town would be completely finished this time.

Rebana waved his hand and said: It doesn't matter, this is what I should do as a bounty hunter. But you, how are your injuries?

It's getting better already!

Now that you've gotten better! Then, I'll leave the affairs of Ir Town to you. I'm looking for friends!